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we find ourselves by looking out at what looks back
Lon’s Fort always seems to sit, not only at the absolute centre of its surrounding geography in the limestone mountains of North Clare, but also, somehow at the centre of time itself, as if holding a physical conversation between the land itself before any human settlement; the long generations who lived within its walls and worked amongst its fields and pastures, and then, as a gathering place, for all its future visitors, including ourselves, passing by on our equally brief journey through life.
LON'S FORT is round and looks on every other roundness of the world as if to stand here is to stand at the center of circle after growing circle and reach in the mind for a far circumference that holds as focus an interior so far in so concentrated with origin we find ourselves by looking out at what looks back: the lighted edge of rock and sky, the sweet unmoving darkness over the horizon that makes a perfect beckoning symmetry to the night beneath our feet, the underground where light cannot live but whose darkness makes a ground on which to stand, the central ancestral story of those who lived here looking out at the same horizon and the same surrounding ground who saw a world that witnessed them at a privileged center, their lives caught like ours in the glance of what lies beyond only for a fleeting moment. -from Pilgrim
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